Talk With Us, Lord, Thyself Reveal

Talk with us, Lord, Thyself reveal, While here oer earth we rove; Speak to our hearts, and let us feel The kindling of Thy love.

With Thee conversing, we forget All time, and toil, and care; Labor is rest, and pain is sweet, If Thou, my God, art here.

Here, then, my God, vouchsafe to stay, And bid my heart rejoice; My bounding heart shall own Thy sway, And echo to Thy voice.

Thou callest me to seek Thy face, Tis all I wish to seek; To attend the whispers of Thy grace, And hear Thee inly speak.

Let this my every hour employ, Till I Thy glory see; Enter into my Masters joy, And find my heaven in Thee.